In particular, Wen Shiyu’s violin was like a boat song without lyrics, with soft and lyrical melodies pouring out between the bow strings.
It was no surprise that Wen Shiyu’s superb violin skills wowed the audience.
At the end of the song, the audience applauded as loudly as thunder.
Little Bao’er was so excited that he jumped off his chair, “Daddy, auntie is so good.”
He praised Wen Shiyu with all his might, and his little hands were even clapping red.
Feng Shenye did not respond to him, his eyes full of tenderness as he gazed at the dazzling girl on the stage.
Next to him, Wen Jingchen also applauded hard, his eyes full of pride for his sister and happiness that she was gradually realising her dream.
Compared to their happiness, Pei Xin Yi’s side had a much more complicated feeling.
She looked at the glorious Wen Shiyu on stage, and for the first time, she looked at this woman squarely and realised that this woman did not seem as bad as she thought.
“Is it really because I was too prejudiced before that I thought that way?”
She couldn’t help but wonder to herself.
Unfortunately, no one could give her an answer.
And downstage in the audience, Song Ruhua was also staring at Wen Shiyu in a daze.
Like Pei Xin Yi, she knew that Wen Shiyu was performing tonight, so she deliberately wanted to come and see what kind of charm this woman had to charm Feng Shen Ye into a frenzy.
Looking at the woman on stage, who was dripping with confidence, she couldn’t help but look up towards the stand on the first floor where Feng Shenye was.
Without any surprise, she saw a Feng Shenye with a face full of affection, a completely different person from the Feng Shenye who usually spoke coldly to her.
At this moment, she felt indescribably uncomfortable inside.
That night, after all the performances came to a perfect end, Wen Shiyu led the crowd and the audience to leave with a bow.
Backstage, everyone could not help but relax and talk about the performance.
The conversation somehow turned to Wen Shiyu, and they all complimented each other, “Shiyu, this performance, I didn’t expect you to improve so much.”
“Yeah, originally I was worried that she wouldn’t be able to keep up with that sub-melody in D major, but I didn’t expect her to have no problem at all.”
“I think now Shiyu has the qualifications to be a principal.”
“Otherwise, next time we perform, let’s ask the director to give Shiyu a place as well.”
“I also think that Shiyu has no problem at all performing on stage now.”
Wen Shiyu was embarra*sed by the compliment and waved her hands modestly.
“I still have a lot to learn from my teacher, I’m not as good as you guys say, so stop praising me or I’ll drift away.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Hathaway laughed in his ear, “It’s okay to drift a little, because you were perfect tonight.”
“Teacher.”
“Headmaster.”
The crowd saw Hathaway and immediately called out respectfully.
Hathaway looked around the circle and nodded affirmatively to everyone, “Well done everyone, there were many excellent performances tonight, especially Tokyu, who played very well.”
She gave a summary and was about to announce that she was going to celebrate when she didn’t expect to see Feng Shenye walking in through the back door holding a bouquet of white roses.
They met at eye level.
She swallowed back the words on her lips and inquired, “What can I do for Mr Feng?”
“I’ve come to send flowers to my girlfriend.”
Feng Shenye said, his warm eyes falling on Wen Shiyu.
“Oh, giving flowers to your girlfriend.”
The members of the orchestra made good-natured flirting noises and squeezed their eyebrows at Wen Shiyu again.
There was even a female member who folded her hands on her chest and sighed, “I Why don’t I have such a handsome boyfriend to send flowers to?”
Wen Shiyu’s cheeks flushed red as she was teased, her almond eyes glistening as she looked at the handsome man not far away, exuding a sweet aura.
She saw the man walking with bright white roses in his hands, his eyes full of tenderness.
As he approached, Feng Shenye handed the bouquet in his hand to Wen Shiyu, “Congratulations, the performance was successful and wonderful.”
“Thank you.”
Wen Shiyu sweetly accepted the bouquet and couldn’t help but look down and smell it, a faint scent of flowers made her mood even sweeter.